The Tiger Rising by Kate DiCamillo
My rating: 3/5 cats
this author probably gives out prunes to kids on halloween. this is the second of her books i have read, and it’s another depressing one. it’s true, both of them end on sortof upbeat themes like the redemptive power of love (once you are so broken and disfigured it’s almost not even worth it) or the liberating feeling of overcoming grief (after so much death and senseless destruction that no one really cares about your tiny feelings) so yeah—little happy afterthoughts. but they are hardly a balm. the lady can write, that’s for sure, and i certainly don’t have a problem with gloom, but it seems that every kid’s book i read is just grim. i hope skippyjon is cheerier.
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